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Telling The Bees

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In Celtic myth, honeybees were regarded as having great wisdom and acted as messengers between worlds, able to travel to the Otherworld, bringing back messages from the gods. 

"Telling the bees" may be a throwback to the idea of keeping the gods informed of human affairs. 

"You must treat them as you would a member of your own family," Isaac's mother, an apiarist, would often say. Although, she preferred the term  "beekeeper." 

She'd been ridiculously serious about her beekeeping duties, claiming she must keep the family bee-usiness alive.  Yeah, Isaac thought the pun was overdone aswell. 

But when his mother dies an unexpected death, 13 year old Isaac is plagued with the guilt that somehow he's the one to blame. However, he'd like to think the blame is equally divided between himself and the bees.

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